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A Bottle of Gin

you took it out on yourself

denied yourself of happiness

a sad movie began to play in your mind

followed by the melancholy sound

of bitterness

somehow you knew how to put it all together

yet you could not help yourself

from drowning in alcohol of self-pity


pardon me if I take the bottle of gin

and pour it aside


A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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